I don’t have an sewer to that question. I got the memories of a years-long relationship and marriage in one day, in the instant that I got it, I lost it. It’s both mine and not mine. That’s what I meant by grieving. It’s something Jean-Paul had that I feel very strongly, but I also know it’s not mine. Not Seth’s. I don’t know what that means. I hope he’s safe. Still. Minutes before that memory, I was falling for you. It’s a lot to work through… but that doesn’t make it not real.